The Gloomherd (1)
Sebastian woke up to a new day, the sunlight barely creeping through the small openings of his burrow.
Despite the previous day's ordeals, Sebastian earned a lot, since he hunted two Savanna Skulkers and got their Mana Clusters.
Now, the young thespian had 6 of them, which was enough to buy some of the stuff he needed, but not everything.
As soon as he got rid of this poor armor and got a new one, he would start hunting Fangeds with renewed vigor.
His weapons were also a problem, but that was going to be fixed soon.
Sebastian went to his water jug, but he noticed it was empty and leaning on the ground.
"Shit. I must have moved during my sleep and made the water spill."
Without a lid, there was nothing he could do to prevent this from happening, and the space in his burrow wasn't that much.
He couldn't waste energy to increase its space, at least not now, but he was going to do it once he had the right tools.
"Oh… c'mon…"